When you touched my hand and I smiled.

©2014 copyright Michael Cross
#love   #smile   #touching  
Oct 28, 2012

I saw an old couple today holding hands

and smiled.

I loved the way they still craved one anothers touch, it made me smile

A touch is enough for a rush to send me reeling.
I've been wheeling and dealing my way through chaos only to have found Myself knee-deep in it.
I'm dying to get out,
Lying to try to save myself,
And fighting to get to you.
A touch is enough of a rush to send me to Heaven,
Enough of a rush to render me utterly speechless.

All you watch so Touching
Cheryl Lizka Yovita

All you watch so Touching
And mine is Touching too...
All you feel was Touching
And I'm feel was Touching too...
All you touch was Touching
All I touch was Touching too...

Everything...Touching me...
Every day...Toucing too...
What isn't Touching us?
If every day and everythink
So Touching realy much

But not making water under eyes


glass can
glass can
Jul 19, 2013

I want to touch my finger to the tip of your nose
then I'll get a spark from knowing all you know

bsp;      Touching.
Michael S Davis
Michael S Davis
Apr 4, 2013

I take your hand in mine and it belongs there.
I nuzzle at your neck and feel your silken hair
And I know we belong together.
When I feel you touch me like a feather
Or I trace your smile with my finger tips,
Or we touch with just our lips;
When the very skin and hair and fragrance
Of our bodies declare it, there’s no denial;
We belong . . .
     Together . . .
           Forever . . .

©2013 Michael S Davis

Aug 16      Aug 16

Shivers running down my spine
My heart is racing
My breath catches in my throat
Refusing to leave as her hands
Lingers on my thighs
Like leaves dancing across the lawn
Gently and lightly moving

touching mine gently
jeremy wyatt
jeremy wyatt
Mar 4, 2011

Thought I could feel
your hand last night
touching mine gently
it felt so right
lasted the hours
till  I went to sleep
a memory that
I'll want to keep

You are touching me, babe
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul

You are touching me, babe
Making me your willing slave
You are undressing me slow
Telling me what I want to know

I watch you strip and tease
I will do whatever you please
I love those things you will do
What you do to me, I will do to you

I taste you there, and you sigh
I am kissing you there, and you cry
Around my neck you move your hips
For you know where my tongue slips

You are sitting on me, taking me fast
You are moving on me, making it last
You know exactly what I am begging for
Because you know I can not take any more

I feel the sensation your body sends
You want some more, the loving never ends
Making me want you all through the night
Come make love to me babe, it feels so right

copyright Chris Smith 2010
Jul 15

Close your eyes
Feel my words tracing
Your skin throughout

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